Snippet #893521

(Sorry about forgetting to post yesterday :|)

Britt
It feels weird getting passed around like a rag doll, I think idlely as Michael slides out from under me and Valentina takes my ankle in her well trained -and manicured- hands. Four faces looking down at me bring me out of my stupor, causing me to blink several times as I try to place names with their faces. One of the men speaks up at my obvious confusion.

"No Ms. Maipham, we have not bet before. I am Special Angent Patrick Zodonny and this is my partner Special Agent Roger Kelly. We are from the FBI and currently investigating a murder, we need to ask you a few questions Miss Maipham if you don't mind." SA Zodonny says, both him and his partner showing her their badges.

"Is this about Spencer?" I ask, not sure what else they could be asking me about.

"No ma'm that's the police officers are here. They're the ones asking about Mr. Bramlett's death. We'll get your statement on that as well, but we have other questions to ask you first. Is there some place private we can go?" SA Kelly asks her.

"Umm.. Yeah. Excuse me Valentina," I say and turn facing forwards on the couch. I take my other boot off then stand up, slowly putting pressure on my right ankle. I wince and immediately look around for Ray. I see him fuming kind of in the back and looking almost a little hurt. I frown and then put on a small smile. "Hey Ray.. Would you mind helping me please? Michael and Val have already helped enough."

"Here I'll help ya," Malcom says, swooping in under my arm to help steady me. "Ray's helped you a lot too you know. Give us other guys a chance too." He says with a wink and grin. I just smile back at him some and murmur a thanks, glancing at Ray again with an oh well type look.

"We can go into the library right through those doors, they slide shut for privacy." Malcom helps me into the library and into one of the chairs in there before shooting me another grin and wink and walking out, the FBI agents coming in right after him. "The police officers are going to ask everyone else about Spencer's death?"

"Yes ma'm. We're going to ask you the same questions, but like I said earlier, we're currently trying to solve a murder that could have a great impact on international relations between the US and foreign countries," SA Kelly says in a southern accent similar to Michael's. He sits down in the chair opposite mine and pulls out a notepad as SA Zodonny closes the sliding doors. "To start off with, your name is Brittany Maipham correct?"

"Yes sir it is."

"And you're 18?"

"Yes sir."

"Which makes you the youngest one at this gathering. And yet you are the one who is hosting it, right?"

"Yes sir. Everyone else thinks I'm actually 20. Well, all except Ray. He knows how old I really am."

"Okay then... Now correct me if I'm wrong but last night you had everyone meet up in here and you ordered room service for everyone. The gathering lasted until... when exactly?"

"You are correct. And people started leaving around midight, Spencer was the first one to leave. The last of the people left around two."

"The last of the people includes... Sophia Rodriguez, Tyler Cantiver, Michael Hill, Ray Jones, and Valentina Snowson?"

"No exactly..." SA Kelly raises an eyebrow. "Ray stayed with me last night. But everyone else left around 2 in the morning. Sophia with Tyler and Valentina with Michael."

"Ah okay. Hey Zodonny, get Ray Jones in here. We're gonna get his statement as well."

"What? You don't believe me?"

"No, no miss, that's not it. We're just going to have him collaborate your story. I have a feeling we'll be getting statements from the other three as well."

"Oh okay," I say as SA Zodonny steps out of the library to get Ray.

"Now what can you tell us about Spencer Bramlett's death?"

Alicia
I watch as Malcom helps Britt into the library then comes back out, the FBI agents follow them in then the police officers step in the front. They both take out their badges, one's female, the other male. It's the woman that speaks up, her voice is clear and determined, making it clear who is in charge and that she is not a woman to be trifled with.

"I'm Officer Sankovic. This is Officer Davidson. We're here to ask everyone of you about Spencer Bramlett and where you were when his death occurred. We will take your statements one at a time. Women you will be with me in the bedroom, men you will go into the kitchen area with officer Davidson. We will ask everyone the exact same questions. What do you know about Spencer, who is he is, what he's like, whether you liked him or not, et cetera et cetera. Then we will ask where each of you were around the time of his death and whether or not you have anyone who can collaborate with your story and testify that you were where you say you were." She takes out a pad and looks down at a list of names on it. "Sophia Rodriguez, if you will come with me please. Michael Hill if you will go with Officer Davidson."

I sigh quietly in relief when she does not call my name first but then perk up again as Special Agent Zodonny comes out of the library.

"I need Ray Jones to come into the library so we can take your statement," he says, looking at the faces gathered together in the room.